Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Vega POV.

Trying not to watch Zach as he sensually assaulted the ice cream with his tongue proved way harder than it should have and it made my head spin because I may or may not have dreamed of what I'd love that tongue to do me on a daily basis or even right here. But it was all a fantasy.

Falling in love, or whatever this was that I was feeling for Zach was a bad idea which was why I was trying to backtrack, even tho I still had to think about winning the bet.

"You look cute when you're worrying your pretty little head" he teased, his tongue darting across his lips.

"I'm not thinking about anything" I muttered a bit petulantly because I detested the fact that I couldn't just hate him alone. What was up with me falling for a heartbreaker?

He laughed. "I knew you'd say that. Is it Markus, are you two fighting?".

I stared at him and tried to read him without getting distracted by how hot he was. "You seem to like that idea a bit much don't you think".

He shrugged, looking away from me. "Well I won't deny that, but it's just because I think you deserve better than sharing someone's attention. You deserve someone who would only look at you all the time" he said and my heart skipped a beat. I had to admit he was really good with the whole seduction thing because the way he said things made me feel as if he was offering to be all those things he spoke of, even the way his voice seemed to thicken as he spoke pulled me in, forcing me to take notice of him without thinking.

Zach turned to face me with a smile tugging on his lips as he gazed into my eyes like he could truly see me and my stomach dropped to the floor as my heart skipped a beat. Why did he have to be so freaking intense?

"You have cream on your lips" he pointed out, his gaze dropping low to my lips, and just that little action made my skin prickle with more awareness of him. I quickly rubbed my lips thoroughly because I didn't want him touching me, I did, but not right at the moment when I was still feeling confused about my heart's betrayal. I wasn't supposed to feel anything for a playboy damn it. Haven't l learned anything from life.. ugh?

Zach's gaze lingered on mine making my heart hammer against my ribcage as my skin warmed. "What? I'm sure I didn't miss a spot" I said, my voice coming out a bit shaky.

"You did miss a spot" he whispered, his voice dropping lower and I was so caught off guard by it that I don't react at all when his hands cupped the back of my head and he leaned toward me, his lips connecting with the corner of my lips, and his tongue darting out to lick at my skin. The spark that ignited under the contact had my head reeling as I froze in his hold, wide-eyed and holding my breath as my ice cream slipped from my hand onto the floor.

The weight of the hand angling my head was comforting and when he shifted and his lips were suddenly on mine, sparks exploded all over my skin making me aware of every little thing even as my eyes fluttered close.

Zach Dante was kissing me and it was much more than I expected it would be. His lips were demanding and because I was a novice in the kissing department he dominated the kiss.

I clutched at his shirt as his tongue stroked against mine, the feeling of it shooting straight to my core as my skin burned and my breath grew heavy. My knees turned to jelly as I lost my senses in the warmth, the reckless and assertive way that his lips took mine. He kissed me like he couldn't get enough, it was like he wanted to drown in me and the feeling made my head spin, because I needed him to feel that way, wanted it in a way that made absolutely no sense.

Zach pulled away and I almost chased his lips but then it was like whatever spell he'd woven over me shattered and the realization that we were standing in a very public place and that a lot of people probably saw him kissing me felt like I was been doused in ice cold freezing water.

Zach stared at me as if he was seeing me for the first time, but then a smug smile replaced the look and I felt my stomach clench. Of course, this was all a freaking joke to him. It was something he did daily to countless girls. I mean he was basically kissing Arielle just the other day and that knowledge is enough to rile me up.

"You can't fucking do that!" I yelled, my head spinning.

"Do what? Kiss you?".

"Yes Zach, that. Maybe you forgot but I have a boyfriend" I told him and noticed how hard his jaw clenched, as an angry look replaced the smug look that had made me feel like shooting myself in the head.

"He doesn't deserve you".

"Well you don't either and you can't just kiss me without even asking if I'm ok with it".

Zach's brow furrowed. "You kissed me back and you didn't push me away, that tells me you were pretty ok with it Vega," he said and I stared at him incredulously.

"You kissed me all of a sudden, how did you expect me to react from shock".

"You could have pushed me away but you wanted me to kiss you, so you didn't," he said and I hated, loathed that he was right but that was because he'd caught me by surprise and the kiss had been more than I expected.

"Well, maybe you're right about that but it doesn't cancel out the fact that you didn't ask me first if I was ok with it. I'm not your girlfriend Zach and I refuse to be one of your playgirls" I said, my heart twisting beneath my ribcage as he stared at me.

"And if I ask you to be my girlfriend will you break up with Markus".

My heart somersaulted. Was he asking me to be his girlfriend now or what, because if he was then that would mean I won the bet.

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" I dared to ask, staring at him.

"I'm asking you if you're going to break up with Markus".

Of course, Zach Dante never asked anyone out. He just picked a girl and it was left to her to put a name on their relationship, hence why the breakup was always messy. You assume too much and get your heart shattered when you're told to your face that they never thought of you that way and that you were just a pastime. It put everything in a nice perspective for me, even if I needed to win the bet, I won't cheapen myself to the point of being one of Zach Dante's pastimes.

I scoffed, crossing my hands over my chest. "Well, it's none of your business what I do Zach. You're always telling me I deserve better, so when I meet someone better that makes my heart race, a person who loves me and I love him, then I'll break up with Markus".

Zach stared at me, his gaze hard. "You'll never find someone like that," he said, his voice gravely.

"And why is that?" I asked because he was so damn cocky it was infuriating.

"Because you're already hooked on me".